two guys at the met - w4m - 18 (Midtown)

we made eye contact when i laughed at a certain thing you did to a statue. tell me what you did to that statue and in which exhibit the statue was. thanks for giving me a little laugh on saturday!

elizabeth pembroke lives in the city, and is a member of the upper east real side, that is to say she doesn't live in normandie court but on east end, york, park, madison or museum mile. it should be known that lex, 3rd, 2nd & 1st are reffered to as the upper way east side by myself and my cohorts. we know york and east end and york are further east, but they have that same feel of park and the others. anyway, elizabeth lives with her family in a lovely pre-war brick and white trim building with a doorman and working fireplaces. the pembrokes don't live in the penthouse though, a fact they publicly ignore but privately abhor. she goes to spence along with a great many of her friends and has aspirations to study art history in college so she can become a young "gallerina" when she returns home.

on this particular day, her step-mother was annoying the hell out of her, she kept insisting they go get their hair done together. elizabeth saw this as yet another transparent attempt at bonding and wonders when step mom will just get the picture that it's not going to happen. step mom continues to probe elizabeth as to what else she is doing today that's so important. in truth, she had no plans and most of her friends skipped town for the hamptons this weekend. she would be there with them except their home is being fumigated this weekend. feeling trapped in her classic six+two apartment, elizabeth lies to step mom and says she is meeting a friend downtown for lunch and shopping. knowing that step mom despises downtown, she is safe and heads out the door-balenciaga, iphone and blackberry in hand. she rides the elevator with a boy who lives a few floors above, he goes to dalton, she smiles and considers spending the rest of her life with him. his girlfriend, a true ho-bag waits in the lobby in some kind of trash bag uniform. repulsed, elizabeth walks out and thanks the kindly doorman.

planless she debates window shopping madison, a walk through the park, or actually going downtown. elizabeth makes her mind up to hit the park today. on her way she walks by the met and decides that the heat will get the better of her and it would be most comfortable to peruse the galleries in the air conditioned, art filled halls. gracefully squeezing through the crowds, elizabeth heads to the greek and roman galleries. ipod still in her ears she walks slowly and pensively from one sculpture to another. as she examines the drapery on one statue, she sees two guys horsing around in the distance. at first thought, she considers them stupid and disrespectful but somehow can't stop looking at them. dan, the clear leader of the mini bro patrol looks behind a woman statue and pretends to lift it's dress to get a peek at what's underneath while jason snaps a picture. after rebounding from the flash, dan looks up to see elizabeth laughing and they briefly make eye contact and smile. before they get the chance to talk to each other, dan's friend jason waves him over to another statue they can pseudo-desecrate. still laughing to herself--elizabeth exits the gallery to continue wandering the museum, keeping a watchful eye out for her comedian.